Never would she have thought that the Eldest Senior Sister, who had always been so decisive and ruthless in her killing, could also stumble in the gutter. Luoyun Huan bit her lip, fragments of starlight shimmering in the depths of her eyes.
"What are you smiling at?"
Qin Yiqiu blew on the scalding softshell turtle soup, reaching out to scoop up a glossy, translucent morsel. Stewed until it was almost falling apart, it looked as though the slightest bite would melt it into sweetness, flowing straight down the throat.
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